Once upon a day so dreary
I'm feelin' oh so tired an' weary.
It's been rainin' for three nights and
days
keepin' me from golf an' play.
Don't know what tomorrow will bring
as I clean my clubs an' golfin' things.
The wife, I'm getting' on her last
nerve
givin' help she don't want but does
deserve.
Now don't get me wrong, we got lotsa
love
but when I'm hangin' round like this
she needs help from above.
She says take off get outta the way
go find a game in the rain you can
play.
But it's golf that I love, you all know
about that
so I take the umbrella and find that
rain hat.
Then I take off to play knowin' full
well I'll get wet
but it's better'n argue'n yep now
that's a good bet.
With a nose that starts drippin' an'
shoes that are soaked
I'm playin' my golf, oh man am I
stoked.
Got no care in the world today about
score
an' with nobody else out here won't
have to yell fore.
So I finish my round and I had some
great fun
it's my wife I should thank as this
day's a homerun.
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